The battlefield had turned into **a graveyard of destruction.**
**Fire raged. Thunder cracked. The sky itself seemed to weep as war consumed the land.** And yet—amidst all the madness—**two figures stood motionless.**
One was **Manav.** Silent. Unshaken. A mind so precise that it had predicted everything up to this point.
The other was **Rudra.** A living anomaly. His presence alone made the battlefield feel like it was trapped in the grasp of something **ancient and inhuman.**
He was **watching. Waiting.**
But for what?
**BOOOOOM!!!**
Ryan Jim's **golden aura** roared like a celestial storm as it crashed against **Idris' crimson energy.** Their collision was so violent that the very air cracked, warping under their sheer presence.
Ryan's fists **blazed like meteors.** Each strike could level mountains, but Idris dodged with supernatural speed, countering with **blades of pure aura.**
But **something was off.**
Something was **wrong.**
**Idris' vision blurred.**
*"What... is this feeling?"*
**Memories—fragments of another life—began clawing into his mind.**
*"Why... do I feel like I've been here before?"*
Ryan Jim smirked, reading his opponent's hesitation. **"You're losing focus, Idris."**
**BOOM!**
Ryan's knee slammed into Idris' ribs, sending him skidding back, coughing blood.
Idris clenched his fists, his aura raging. **But his heart pounded in confusion.**
*"What am I forgetting?"*
He had no time to dwell on it. **Ryan Jim was coming for him again.**
And this time—**he wouldn't hold back.**
**CRACK!**
The very ground split apart as **Dain and Kiran's auras clashed.** **Silver and Crimson flames erupted**, swirling into a storm that devoured everything in its wake.
**Dain lunged first.**
His **fist—coated in blinding silver aura—ripped through the battlefield** like a cannonball, aimed straight at Kiran's skull.
**Kiran didn't flinch.**
With a monstrous roar, **he caught the punch with his bare hands.**
The impact shattered the ground beneath them. **The force alone sent shockwaves across the battlefield, knocking weaker warriors off their feet.**
Kiran's eyes **blazed like hellfire.** His muscles bulged as his crimson aura surged—**a force of raw destruction.**
He grinned. **"You'll need more than that."**
**BOOM!**
Kiran retaliated—**a lightning-fast roundhouse kick.** Dain barely dodged, the sheer force of the attack **tearing through the air** like a blade.
Dain's expression didn't change. **He was analyzing. Calculating.**
**Then—he struck again.**
**A thousand silver fists—blurring through the air—each carrying the power to crush mountains.**
**Kiran countered every single one.**
Their speed **defied logic.** **Their strength shattered the laws of physics.**
To normal soldiers, **they weren't even visible anymore.**
They were **beasts of war.**
And they were just getting started.
Despite the chaos, **Rudra did not move.**
He simply stood there. Watching. His presence alone felt like **a black hole**, suffocating everything around him.
Thane gritted his teeth. **"Why isn't he doing anything?"**
Elyas narrowed his eyes. **"He's waiting."**
Karael's voice was calm, but his eyes were sharp. **"Waiting for what?"**
**Then Rudra smiled.**
It was **slow. Sinister. Unnatural.**
And at that moment, **the battlefield felt colder.**
His voice was low, yet it **echoed through the very soul of those who heard it.**
**"Chaos must reign."**
The second those words left his lips—**the battlefield shifted.**
The true war... **had yet to begin.**